Leona - Pt 3

First to greet the dawning sun in the morning was Leona. She began to stretch and twist with her paws outstretched, only to quickly withdraw them as her bare back met with a cold wet spot and sent a shiver up her spine. A moment of grumbling later she hauled herself to a sitting position and glanced at her side. Fresh memories of the prior evening replayed in her head, bringing a satisfied smile to her face. For a moment, anyways, until she noticed that Caroline had all her paws wrapped around him and his face was buried in her ample cleavage.

Leona narrowed her eyes and let out something akin to a growl.

“Wake up already,” she said while shaking the two cuddlers. When there was little more than quiet purring coming from Caroline, Leona redoubled her efforts - all on one person. With what amounted to a jab to his kidney, she bellowed “Time to get up!”

He shot awake in a surprised yelp, but found himself still held captive within the clutches of the Cheticore. He searched around with his eyes until he found Leona scowling at him.

"What're you so peeved about?"

Leona simply 'hmphed.'

They stared at each other for a time, he trying to figure out what was wrong and she wondering just how long he was going to enjoy the fluffy paws around him. Finally he began to pry the paws off him and Leona was all too eager to help. Together the two of them managed to pry the drowsy Caroline’s paws from him and rolled her gently to one side of the bed with little more than “Nyaas” and absent-minded swats from her paws as they attempted to curl around something or someone.

“Heavy sleeper, isn’t she?” He said as he extracted himself off the bed and yawned.

“Yes,” Leona snapped. “Seems she had a good night with someone.”

In place of his usual comeback, something stirred from his still-sleepy consciousness. A little voice that reminded him of how things were now.

“Er, I suppose so?” He said innocently. “How about I ah, make breakfast or something?” He added quickly to mollify the Manticore.

Leona’s tail swished back and forth for several long seconds until finally her eyes widened from narrowed slits. “Pancakes.”

“Pancakes it is,” he said while rummaging about for some pants. But Leona stopped him before he could scoop a pair off the floor.

“No, like that.”

He blinked at her. “You want me to cook naked?”

“There is an apron, you know.”

“That one that says ‘Rape the cook?’”

Leona’s lips hooked into a grin. “Want me to get it for you?”

Shoulders slumped in defeat, he could only agree as Leona darted out of the room in a giggle.

When breakfast was nearly complete, a familiar face appeared in the kitchen while sniffing at the air.

“Hey there sleepy-head,” Leona said girlishly.

He could only roll his eyes as he flipped the last batch of pancakes in the skillet.

“Breakfast, huh?” Caroline said in a half-yawn.

She’d at least had the foresight to drag on her crumpled and wrinkled clothes, nicely tying together the look with her bed-hair and bed-fur.

“Just about done. Want some?”

Caroline held up her paws and shook her head. “No thanks,” she said with a smile. “I still gotta walk back to the shop and get home – got work later today.”

“Oh, that is a shame,” Leona said with a sigh. “Say, we should get together again sometime. That was... a lot of fun."

“Sure, let me give you my number…”

After seeing Caroline off, the remaining duo sat down to eat. Things were peaceable - friendly, even, until they were done.

“My, you sure looked comfortable this morning,” she said, her words dripping sarcasm.

He gulped. She was so completely fine with everything last night. What'd set her off? Was it really just Caroline cuddling him?

“Hey, she was the one—“

“Don’t want to hear it. Come with me, we need to get cleaned up.”

Her tone more than hinted that there was no room for argument. So he did the only thing he could, and followed her to the shower.

She was eerily quiet while he scrubbed her down, saying little as he washed her hair and fur. Paying special attention to her paws seemed to earn him some favor with Leona, but she still wasn’t saying much. When it was his turn, he was sure she’d be rough with him – but to his surprise she was just as gentle as ever. Scrub here, rinse there, and soon they were both squeaky clean. Not even any sexual shower shenanigans had occurred, doubling his surprise. Leona did so love a good fuck under the hot water.

“Seems you need to be taught a lesson.”

He looked over his shoulder at Leona. She was staring at him with something bordering on maliciousness and licking her lips. Her tail was drawn up to her side, aimed at him and poised to strike.

“W-what?”

"You heard me," she said as she stepped from the shower and began to dry off. An almost sinister smile rose on her face. "I think I know just the thing."

Gingerly he stepped out and she dried him off, and then promptly marched him naked to the bedroom.

“On your back, on the bed. Now.”

He obeyed as Leona sauntered over to the toy bins. Within seconds she'd found what she was looking for – four straps – and began fastening each of his limbs to a bedpost. “You were far too into her, my pet,” Leona said with a strange sweetness to her voice. “Not just this morning, no, no no – but last night. I thought we could have some fun, but,” she trailed off, looking at him and shrugging. “You just couldn’t share.”

“But she was all over me! I even tried to push her off onto you,” he protested.

But his words fell on deaf ears. “Don’t try to blame Caroline now,” she said as she again rummaged through some drawers.

Any further arguing was pointless. She was well into one of her ‘moods,’ as he called it. Ever since that one incident…

She returned with a pair of familiar items: A blindfold and a spider gag. With precision born of practice Leona cinched the blindfold and affixed the gag, then stepped back as if to admire her handiwork.

“Yes, this will do nicely,” she said to herself.

“Hah,” he mumbled.

Leona wasted no time in clamoring onto the bed, kneeling over her prey. Possibilities raced through her mind until she settled on one. Aiming her tail carefully, she launched a barb into his thigh. A shudder ran down her tail and up her spine, both from the sensation of firing one of her love-darts and the yelp from her pet. Just one for now.

She then positioned her crotch over his face; his head nestled between her milky-white thighs. Leona stared down for a moment and smiled, then let her hips fall.

He knew what was coming soon as he felt her legs on either side of his head, her knees pinning down his already-immobilized arms. His tongue was already outstretched, waiting for her as she settled down and smothered him with her crotch.

“Oh, very good,” Leona said happily as she felt his tongue delve into her folds.

Instantly sparks of electricity ran through her sensitive body as her pet’s tongue darted in, pulled out, and encircled her clit in rapid sequence. Leona fell forward, using the headboard for support as she closed her eyes in pleasure and arched her back, rolling her hips back and forth across his face to ensure he could lick every spot.

“Mmmm, yeah, just like that. Lick me clean like a good boy,” she hissed out.

More and more of her weight settled on his face, smothering him with her cunt. Her juices ran out in thick rivulets, forcing him to swallow and lick all at the same time. The gag made any attempt to avoid her nectar futile.

He tried to protest that he couldn’t breathe with her full weight resting on his face, but his pleas did little more than vibrate her pussy and make her gasp in delight.

“Such a good pet~ Even humming while eating me out!” Leona laughed out, looking down between her outstretched arms to watch her slit grind back and forth across his face.

Back and forth she rocked, faster and faster as the sparks grew into surges. The vibrations grew in intensity with every second and then very suddenly he began to thrash – as best as he was able, given the circumstances.

It was just as she’d planned, and so very carefully she rocked forward to take her weight off him. “Something the matter?”

“I coodn’t reethe,” he said in a gasp.

Leona just giggled. “You were just so good I forgot myself!”

Then, looking behind her, she smiled hungrily. His cock was standing proud and erect as could be, trailing a steady stream of pre-cum down its length. With every one of his fast heartbeats it pulsed with need.

Time for dart two. Another careful shot, another yelp, another giggle. Before he could say anything else, she lowered herself back down. “I wanna cum,” she growled in command. “Hard.”

He whimpered inwardly, his flesh burning and his mind seared by her venom. Every part of him ached for release, and everything that touched him felt utterly divine, from the flesh of her thighs to the fur on her legs and the heat of her pussy. Even the tart, feral taste of her honey was sweet and addictive, driving him in search of more to drink.

But given his state, there was naught he could do but reach out with his tongue as Leona straddled his face. Her ass molded to his chin and her puffy labia engulfed his mouth and nose. Every time she rocked her hardened clit dragged across his nose.

Leona began to pant heavily, relishing her position more than the pleasure. It’d been long enough, she reasoned, to really begin the fun. Without needing to look her tail searched for its mark, finding it within seconds.

He let out a gasp as something hot and tight slipped across his glans. Just as quickly he groaned helplessly as her tail remained as it was, simply capturing the tip of his cock.

“If you want more you’ll have to do better than that!”

She spun her tail around, letting all the little tongues inside lick and tease his glans. The opening slipped just over his glans and then pulled taught under the ridge, making his whole body quake in pleasure.

“I don’t feel your tongue, what’s wrong?” She said with mock concern, letting her tail fall motionless.

Growling and attempting to thrust up into the tail fruitlessly, he could do little but focus his tongue. Tasting all her folds, running across the edge of her lips, flicking at her clit in a matched rhythm to her grinding.

“Mmm! That’s the stuff,” Leona said between clenched teeth.

Her tail, however, refused to take in more than his glans. It sucked and squeezed and pinched, sometimes pulling all the way off and letting him cool off before an unbearably small piece of him was engulfed within an overwhelming heat.

Suddenly her thighs squeezed his face hard. A moment later a long moan reverberated throughout Leona’s body and she went rigid and still, save for the spasming of her cunt on his face and the outpouring of her girlcum that threatened to flood his mouth and spill out.

Gulping down all he could, relief washed over him as Leona backed off and sat on his chest. “Who’s my good boy? Yes you are!” She said happily, running her paws through his hair.

He could only cough and sputter in response as he sucked in deep breaths. But, with the crisis of drowning in Leona’s mirth over, his mind instantly focused all its attention on his dick.

“I suppose you could use some relief, couldn’t you?”

For the first time she plunged her tail down, but agonizingly she stopped halfway and then just like that pulled it completely off.

“Not yet~”

And so it continued for painful minutes, the tailpussy so close but so far. It drooled down his shaft and, mixed with his pre-cum, formed a growing sticky puddle underneath his balls.

Leona had shifted off him, resting her head on his chest and massaging his body with her paws. “I bet this feels so good, right? Pets love to be rubbed!”

He could only gurgle and plead. Which only made her giggle all the more.

His hips bucked fruitlessly. Leona always kept her tail just so, and she was careful to back off completely every few seconds to keep him on a ragged edge. Every breath from him was harsh and full of need and his whole body seemed to quiver like his cock.

“Say, who do you love?”

“Ony yoo!”

“Good answer!”

Bliss. Mercy. Heat. Wet and tight. In one go her tail plunged all the way down. Her modest-sized tail was already stretched by his cock, making it tight without any effort. But she was determined and squeezed hard while her tail pumped and licked and sucked. His diamond-hard cock disappeared completely within the tail and then reappeared as if by magic, covered in a sheen of her thick lubricants.

The countless tongues and muscles inside wrung and undulated, bringing a pleasure unmatched by anything else. All his muscles contracted and shivered as pure delight overrode every other sense. Within seconds everything he had to offer boiled up and exploded, firing out in heavy, seed-ladden geysers. Every spurt was accompanied by a groan from him and a happy gasp from her.

“So thick, mmm~” Leona said tantalizing, watching her tail pulse and contract as it worked to swallow every drop.

But that was not all. Just like that, she fired a third barb. With her tail already completely engulfing his cock and bearing down hard enough to nearly suck in his balls, it’d hit no matter what.

He groaned messily. Her tail did not relent one bit, sucking and sucking even when he’d spilled every drop. The endless stimulation drove him to a twitching mess before the venom worked its way to his balls and glands and brought forth another eruption within a minute. He howled from the stimulation – pain and pleasure mixed together into something that whited out all thought.

More thick, pearly ropes blew out and into her tail. Sucking, slurping, Leona’s tail drank it all and she sighed in content.

“My, it’s been so long so you’ve come so much! If I knew my pet liked me this much, I wouldn’t have had to do this,” she said with an odd sort of fondness.

Her tail lifted off, allowing him for rest for the first time in over an hour. The endless stimulation had worn him to the bone and his overloaded senses begged for rest.

“Sleepy already? We’ll have to work on your stamina… later though,” Leona said with her usual cheer, planting a kiss on his forehead.

Then, as his consciousness faded he felt the straps come undone and something warm and furry snuggle up beside him. Then it began to purr. “Master’s warm,” it said affectionately.

When he awoke sometime later, the furry bundle was still there, nestled up beside him. He scratched Leona’s ears, causing them to flick between his fingers. She mewled softly and rolled over to expose her belly, tucking her arms and legs in just like a cat.

Her eyes slowly opened and she cast a grin at him, letting her two upper fangs poke out. She pawed at his cheek and nyaad at him.

So it was going to be like that for now. With a silent sigh he rubbed her tummy while continuing to scratch and play with her ear. Leona purred happily and let herself go limp, resting her head on his chest.

After nearly an hour of pets and rubs and scritches, he was beginning to cramp up. But she wasn’t quite so eager to let him escape – she’d managed to drape herself across him and was doing her best to keep her cozy spot. Until he got an idea.

“Leona, want something to eat?”

Head, ears, and eyes went up. “Nyaa!”

She immediately sat at attention, finally allowing his freedom. To an extent. Today was going to be a fun-filled day of doting on her.